A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

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10aas oF nuonu.nolf Atm r.A.Jrar.

l'A.RT I.

lT is an ancient Mariner,
And he etoppeth one of t.ht'ee.
"By thy long gray-~c&rd a.nd glittering eye,
Now wherefore atopp'st thou met

"The bridegroom's dool"'l are open wide,
And I am next or kin ;
The guests are me~ the feaat is set :
H.a:y'et hear the merry din."


He holds him with his skinny hand,
"There wAS t. ship," quoth he.
"Hold oft' I unhand me, gray-beard loon I"
Eftaoons his hand dropt be.

He holds him with his glittering eye-
The Wadding-Guest stood atill,
And listens like a three· years' child :
The Mariner hath hia will.


The W edding-Guet~t eat on a atone :
He cannot chooee but hear;
.And thus epake on that ancient man,
The bright-eyed Mariner.


"The ship Wl\ll eheer'd, the harbour elear'd,
Merrily did we drop
Below the kirk. below the hill,
Below the light-house top.


"The eon came up upon the left,
Out of the ee& e&me he I
And he shone bright, and on the right
Went down into the aea..


" Higher nnd higher every day,
Till over the m011t at uoon "--
The Wedding-Guest here beat hie breast,
For be he&l-d the loud baMOon.

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